Olive Bennett's perfect life shatters the night before her wedding when she discovers her fiancé, Frank, in a passionate embrace with her sister, Delilah. Heartbroken and betrayed, she cancels the wedding and flees to New York, desperate to rebuild her life. But just as she tries to leave her pain behind, Olive receives shocking news—she's pregnant. A virgin and utterly confused, Olive unravels a twist of fate at the hospital. An accidental mix-up during a medical procedure infused her with billionaire Raymond Stone DNA, intended for a surrogacy program. Furious at the hospital’s unprofessionalism Raymond decides to sue the hospital. As Olive and Raymond go through this unexpected bond, Frank resurfaces with a vengeful lawsuit, accusing Olive of wasting his time while allegedly being with another man. The stakes rise as Olive must defend her honor, confront her sister’s betrayal, and decide if she can trust Raymond, who hides a painful past of his own.
View MoreRaymond sat beside Sonia’s hospital bed, his eyes locked on her pale face. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor filled the silent room, but his mind was anything but quiet.He should have remembered.Sonia had always been fragile. Her heart condition had been a constant worry, and they had planned her surgery before the accident turned everything upside down. But when she disappeared, he had been too consumed by his anger, grief, and guilt to think about it.Sonia stirred, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze met his, soft and fragile. "Raymond… “She faked weakness in her voice as she called,” barely a whisper.He exhaled. "I’m here."She gave him a faint smile. "You… carried me."He didn’t respond.Her fingers moved slightly, reaching for his hand. "I knew you wouldn’t let me go."His shoulders stiffened. Guilt gnawed at him, twisting inside his gut.Sonia looked up at him, her eyes filled with something unreadable. Then, her voice barely above a brea
Just as Olive entered, Sonia majestically walked up to Raymond and gave him a hug.Raymond stood frozen. His muscles tensed, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. His mind couldn’t process what was happening.Sonia was here. In his penthouse. Holding him.This was impossible.This was a dream. It had to be.But then he looked up and met Olive’s gaze.She stood near the door, her eyes locked onto him, her expression unreadable. She didn’t speak. She didn’t move.Sonia’s grip around his waist tightened. She pressed herself closer, resting her chin lightly on his shoulder. Her lips curved into a smile, a silent victory as she glanced at Olive from the corner of her eye.Sonia wanted Olive to see this, to make her know she owns Raymond. She wanted to prove something.But Olive didn’t react.Not a single blink. Not a single shift in her expression.She simply stood there, quiet, watching.And for some reason, that made Raymond’s chest tighten.Raymond had expected something, like a
What if Sonia was in danger? Or worse she was held captive by his enemies?The thought struck Raymond like a bolt of lightning, freezing him in place. His breath turned uneven, his pulse hammering in his ears. The more he tried to make sense of it, the more impossible it seemed.His fingers dug into the armrest of his chair as he stared at the phone screen. The message glared back at him."See you soon, Raymond."A cruel joke? A hallucination? Or something far worse?He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. The air in the room felt thick, suffocating, despite the cool weather.If someone had gone to such lengths to keep Sonia hidden, then her revealing herself now meant something had changed.Either she needed help.Or she was leading him into a trap.His gaze darkened. He wasn’t the kind of man to walk blindly into danger. If Sonia was alive, he would uncover the truth himself.His mind was made up.He would return to New York. That was where it all started. That was wher
Raymond barely slept for the rest of the night.His body was exhausted, but his mind wouldn’t rest. Every time he closed his eyes, he heard Sonia’s voice so soft, familiar, and unsettling.And that dream… Olive burning.It felt so real.It didn’t make sense.The pressure of it sat heavily on his chest, suffocating him with questions he couldn’t answer.He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his heart pounding against his ribs. The more he tried to rationalize what had happened, the deeper he fell into the pit of uncertainty.Sonia was gone. He had mourned her. He had suffered for years, haunted by the memories of the accident that stole her from him. He had carried the pain, the regret, and the emptiness that came with losing the one person he had once thought he would spend his life with.His throat felt dry. He swallowed hard, trying to ignore the unease coiling inside him. There had to be an explanation. Someone was playing a cruel joke on him, using her voice to manipulate him
He picked up instantlyHello babe, the voice came from the other end.Sweat drop down from Raymond forehead.That voice.It was a voice he had buried six feet under.A voice that should not exist.A voice that belonged to Sonia.His throat went dry. He wanted to speak, to say something, but the words got stuck. His chest tightened as if a giant hand was squeezing the air out of his lungs.No. This wasn’t real."Yes, babe." The voice on the other end repeated. It was soft, familiar, laced with an eerie sweetness that sent chills down his spine. "It’s me."Raymond’s entire body stiffened.His fingers trembled slightly, and he blinked, trying to shake off the hallucination. But the voice continued."How have you been, babe?"He couldn’t answer. He couldn’t even breathe properly."Hope you're taking care of yourself," she continued, her tone gentle. Almost affectionate.But Raymond still didn’t respond.Because this wasn’t possible.Because Sonia was dead.His hands clenched into fists.N
Raymond’s head snapped up, his breath caught in his throat.His grandfather’s words echoed in his ears."And who said your mother is dead?"His pulse pounded. His mind scrambled to make sense of what he had just heard.His mother... alive?His grandfather leaned back in his chair, watching Raymond’s reaction with cold amusement. Then, he reached into his desk drawer, pulled out a stack of photographs, and tossed them onto the polished mahogany table."See for yourself," the old man said.Raymond hesitated before picking up the pictures. His fingers trembled slightly as he flipped through them.The first image made his breath hitch.It was a woman.His mother.Older, but unmistakably her.She was smiling, dressed in elegant clothes, standing outside what looked like a high-end restaurant in Chicago. Another picture showed her at a charity gala, champagne in hand, laughing with a group of well-dressed socialites.Raymond’s grip on the photos tightened.This couldn’t be real."She’s in C
The screen lit up with an unknown number. Olive hesitated for a moment before picking it up."Hello?" she said cautiously."Hello, Olive," the voice on the other end replied.Her heart skipped a beat. She instantly recognized the voice.Her grip on the phone tightened."We need to talk," Frank said. "Let’s get back together. Remember how you promised to stand by me, no matter what?"Olive scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips before she could stop it. "Are you for real, Frank? After everything you did?""Olive, I promise, I love you. I don’t know what came over me," Frank said, his voice desperate."You don’t know what came over you?" she repeated, her tone sharp. "Frank, you must be joking with yourself if you think I’m still the same Olive from before. You cheated on me with my stepsister and had the audacity to take me to court. And now you think I’ll just come running back to you?"Frank’s tone turned cold. "Olive, if you won’t come to me gently, then don’t be surprised at my
His husky morning voice murmured against her ear.Olive froze.Raymond’s lips brushed against her bare shoulder. “Stay,” he whispered.Her heart pounded, her breath hitching in her throat. She could still feel the warmth of last night lingering between them, but something was different. Something had changed.She bit her finger quietly, a nervous habit she hadn’t realized had returned. “Ray…” she called in a low tone, her voice barely above a whisper.Raymond turned her around, making her face him. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto hers, searching for something in her expression.“What is it?” he asked, his smirk playful yet curious.Olive hesitated before lowering her gaze. Her hand moved instinctively to her stomach.Raymond followed her movement, his expression softening. “Are you hungry?”She shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “No, but the baby is.”Raymond chuckled, clearly amused by her response. “Is that so?”Without another word, he got out of bed and scooped
"Olive," Mia replied.Ethan leaned back, his brows furrowing as he murmured the name under his breath. "Olive?" His sharp gaze studied Mia’s expression, searching for an explanation. "How sure are you that Raymond is head over heels for her?"Mia smirked, her eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. "She’s pregnant." She let the words hang between them, her fingers drumming lightly on the table. "Killing her is like killing Raymond forever."Ethan’s lips curled slightly, but his eyes remained unreadable. He gave her a long, assessing look, as if trying to piece together the deeper meaning behind her words. "Pregnant, huh?" His voice was casual, but the interest in his tone was undeniable.Mia nodded slowly, leaning forward. "That’s why she’s his weakness. Right now, Olive is his whole world."Ethan scoffed, swirling his drink lazily. "And you think taking her out will destroy him?"Mia’s smirk deepened. She knew exactly what she was doing—how carefully she had placed every piece on the bo
The day before her wedding, Olive Bennett couldn’t contain her excitement. Her white lace wedding gown hung neatly on the closet door, and her veil lay folded on the bed. Everything she had ever dreamed of was about to come true—marrying Frank, the man she had loved for six years, in front of friends and family. She glanced at the clock. Delilah, her stepsister, was supposed to help her with last-minute wedding details, but she was late, as usual. Olive sighed and decided to make herself some tea. The apartment was quiet except for the faint hum of the refrigerator. As she stirred honey into her tea, Olive’s phone buzzed on the kitchen counter. It was Frank. “Hey, babe,” she answered cheerfully. “Hey, I left my cufflinks at your place,” Frank said. “Mind if I swing by and grab them?” Olive smiled. “Sure. They’re in the bedroom drawer. I’ll leave the door unlocked.” “Thanks. I’ll be there in ten.” Olive decided to take a quick shower before Frank arrived. She left her phon...
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